Welcome at part 2 of chapter 8. It seems the chapter was WAY TOO long to fit in one window so I'll just go further where I left off. Enjoy!

(We just continue where we left off now slow tense music comes up)
Sam went outside and took Murdoc’s body out of the truck and took a gasoline tank from the lab with him. He dragged the body into the jungle and dropped it with a smash on the ground. Now he was mad.
‘You son of a *beep*, you killed my father, didn’t you?’
He kicked the body.
‘How many times you tried? Six, seven times?’
He kicked the body again.
‘You little piece of *bad word removed*. You probably never had a father, huh? It’s a good thing that he pulled you with him, when he died. I hope you rot in hell, with all those other *beep*s and *beep*es.’
Sam emptied the gasoline tank over Murdoc’s body.
‘I’m sure Zito is waiting for you in hell.’
Sam struck a match on and threw on the gas soaked body. Murdoc’s body caught flames.
‘I’m going to make sure that you’ll burn until you’re black dust!’
He spits on Murdoc.
‘Burn you mother*bad word removed*er.’
By the time Murdoc was all burned, Sam felled relieved again but not entirely however. Murdoc’s body was gone, completely burned up; there wasn’t even a skeleton, just black ash. Sam stared at it for a long time. Murdoc would never come back again; he would only suffer tortures in hell forever. Sam sighed, turned around and walked away. Going back to where he should be. To his girlfriend Sally.
(A pianolike MacGyver-Harry theme songs comes up here)
MacGyver’s soul has left his body but it was still lying on the ground against the collapsed shack entrance at the burning compound. MacGyver moved a little and opened his eyes. A white shine was shining on him. He looked right into it. It looked so peacefully and it was. It really was so peacefully. MacGyver touched his face and looked at his arm. His injuries were gone. He thought he was in some sort of hospital, but it was all he could do, you know, thinking. He couldn’t move a lot only a little, just thinking and looking at the bright white light. He had this strange feeling that he’s been there before, only this time there was no way of getting back. His feeling started to make more sense. When he was in that coma of his about five years ago. It was exactly the same but still also very different. He could move a little more now and the shack burned all the way down to the ground and now he was lying on an open spot. The white shine became larger and he became more interested in the light. For a moment there he could’ve sworn something was coming right at him. It was true, something was coming right at him but it was still very far away, it looked like a black dot on a white piece of paper, that became bigger and bigger. Whatever it was it floated through the air and was making a landing. You know the closer it came, the more MacGyver recognized it. It was like an angel coming down from the heavens. While it was coming closer, MacGyver fell so much love, acceptance and warmth coming to him. He was going to a place, where worries were out of the question and he’s been there before only last time the angel wasn’t there but this time it was. MacGyver knew his time had come; he kept looking at the angel that came nearer to him. The white shine has taken over the entire area where the compound stood. White mist appeared and the flames of the fire were doused when the angel set foot upon earth. It was a beautiful angel, wearing white shoes with straps on and a white dress with spaghetti straps, long blond hairs, intense blue eyes, white tees and big warm loving charming smile. This angel was his guardian angel and had the name Katherine Malloy but she prefers the name Kate. She let herself go down on her knees and sat by MacGyver. They looked at each other.
‘Hello, MacGyver,’ she said friendly. ‘It’s time for you to come.’
‘Kate!?’
‘That’s right, honey. I’m your guardian angel.’
‘What? Why?’
‘Since I got shot by that Chinese, I’ve been watching over you, to make sure you were alright.’
‘I am all right now. Why am I dead?’
‘Because… well, you can change the rules up there.’
‘I can’t go back, can I?’
‘I’m sorry, baby.’
‘What about Sam?’
‘Sam will be all right; he’s going to return home soon with his girlfriend and your wife. You are going home too.’
‘Are all my friends going to be all right? I mean at least the ones that are still alive.’
‘That’s up to the big man up there. Let me get you up.
Kate helped MacGyver getting up.
‘So this time I’m really dead.’
‘You’re dead for sure, I’m sorry.’
‘But I’m still so young, okay I’m forty-five but to hell with that.’
‘You have been through a lot during your life and falling of a roof through a glass roof into a shack followed by two explosions, could no one survive, not even you.’
‘What about Murdoc?’
‘Murdoc is finally where he belongs.’
‘Where’s that?’
‘In hell of course you silly.’
‘I couldn’t have survived this but I could’ve survive that fall from three storages up to a top of a car, five years ago, huh?’ MacGyver asked suspicious.
‘MacGyver, that was different. There weren’t explosions, you nearly got killed by the poison they shot in your I.V.’
‘I survived my own death then without getting an antidote. What and why is it so different, this time?’ (The music fades away here)
‘Everything is so different this time because you nearly fought yourself to death with Murdoc. Even if they would’ve tried to revive you, they couldn’t because of your blood loss. You actually bled to death and the explosion was actually also part of it.’
‘And what if they replaced my blood with someone else’s blood?’
Kate didn’t know the answer on that question.
‘Good question actually. Are you willing to go back?’
‘Well, I probably can’t anymore. They wouldn’t have thought of it to change my blood, if that was ever possible.’
‘What if they did?’
‘I would have gone back for Sam and Maria and Pete but now I can’t anymore.’
‘By the way MacGyver, here are also important people which means a lot to you.’
‘Among the living there are also important people which means a lot to me.’
‘SHH!!’ Kate hugged him.
(Sad music comes up here)
‘I know that sweetie,’ she said on a whispering tone. ‘Don’t worry; everything is going to be just fine. You’re okay now, you’re safe.’
‘I don’t care!’
‘Yes you do care! You’re glad you are safe and that your family is safe. You gave your life to save theirs, that’s so typical you. It runs in the family. I’m here if you wanna talk, your grandpa Harry is here too and your mother and your father. Your grandmother is here too.’
‘What about Jack?’
‘Jack Dalton is right here too. I mean right up there.’
‘Who’s going to look out for Penny?’
‘Sam can handle the job.’
‘So this time it’s for real?’
‘I’m afraid so, honey.’
MacGyver looked around one more time at the earth.
‘Can we make a detour on our way to heaven?’
‘Sure. Where to?’
‘To my houseboat again, I wanna see that place one more time, after all that’s where I used to live.’
‘Okay, then ready?’
‘Yep!’
‘Here goes!’
Kate snapped her fingers and in a flash they were at the Marina.
‘That was fast!’
‘When you’re an angel…’ Kate said modestly. ‘What do you wanna do here, anyway?’
‘Like I said, seeing the place were I spend several years of my life.’
‘You’ve been through a lot when you lived in that house, huh?’
‘I nearly got killed there once by Deborah, I almost lived there with her. I lived here with Maria. Yes, this place means a lot to me. This is where Jack used the bother me the most to get him out of his troubles. He got us in I got us out.’
‘That’s what you were good at. Getting people out of trouble when you got in them.’
MacGyver smiled. (The music fades away again)
‘You ever saw the interior of it?’
‘Of what?’
‘Of the houseboat.’
‘Ah, uh, no.’
‘I’ll show you around.’
MacGyver took Kate with him inside his houseboat.
‘So this is it.’
‘It looks nice. It’s beautiful and it’s so you.’
‘What do you mean by that?’
‘This is a typical MacGyver’s residence.’
‘Well, it’s not much. Living room, kitchen, dining table, bedroom.’
‘And an old western collection.’
‘Yeah.’
Kate looked around and noticed MacGyver’s hockey shirt.
‘Hey, your hockey shirt.’
‘I played a lot of hockey games in that shirt. That shirt is as special to me as my SAK is.’
Kate smiled.
‘Is it?’
‘Yeah, I even had my own mug made, completely black with my name on in red and gold among the letters and a explosion at the background.’
‘Wow!’
‘You know each time I scored during a hockey game; my name would appear on a black screen just like it was on the mug. Red and gold among the letters, the explosion and some guy had some great music from an old 80’s TV-show.’
‘That’s great.’
‘They cancelled it in 1992 but somewhat later, about a year later it got two TV-movies.’
‘That’s great too, but MacGyver, honey, we gotta go. They’re expecting us up there.’
‘I see. It’s just a shame that I can never speak to my friends again. Not to Pete, not to Sam.’
‘You’ll be able to speak to them from as soon as they’re dead.’
‘How long might that take?’
‘That’s up the big boss. We’ve to go right now.’
‘I understand.’
(A slow MacGyver theme song comes up here)
‘You know? Heaven’s not so bad, neither is death.’
‘I know, my grandpa once taught me that death is not so scary, it’s just another step along the way.’
‘Now that’s a good attitude. When you were in that coma, you grandpa went to heaven with a ship, called the Osiris. They brought him to his actual home, because heaven is an exact copy of what you have here.’
‘It is?’
‘You sure ya betcha,’ Kate said happily.
‘You can have your houseboat back at the Marina in heaven.’
MacGyver was surprised to hear that.
‘And when I saw you blowing up your car, I knew there was a Jeep waiting for you in heaven.’
‘That’s great, so what the hell have I got lose down here, then?’
‘Nothing. Your friends will be okay and you will see them again, you’ve got my word of honour on that matter.’
‘Then I think, it’s for me to come along with you. My task here is done.’
‘That’s right.’
MacGyver and Kate hugged each other for a long time, then she took MacGyver’s hand and he followed her when she leaded his way to his final resting place in heaven. A white bright light appeared outside MacGyver’s houseboat and they both went into the bright white lights. MacGyver’s life as he knew it was over, forever.
(The slow MacGyver theme song reaches it's peak and we fade out here)

Original date of story post: Apr 19 2004 12:46 AM